C527 A Real Father
Ning Suyan put away her usual array of expressions and became serious.
"I'll get you what you want."
"I'm going to make dinner." He stood up, dragging his still somewhat stiff leg, and headed into the kitchen.
Chi Zheng didn't take Ning Suyan's words to heart, as she often talked a lot.
Ning Suyan glanced at the calendar nearby, flipped through it, and marked a date
